The giant ink armor held the battle axe and slashed hard at Chu Jiang's head. All this happened between lightning and fire, and it was silent. Chu Jiang did not notice it at all. Until the battle axe was less than nine inches above his head, a thrill suddenly appeared in his heart, and he almost subconsciously rushed forward for a distance. The giant axe that was originally slashing directly at his head was dodged. The sharp edge streaked across his back, leaving a shallow blood mark.
Feeling the scorching pain behind him, Chu Jiang felt a little scared. If he hadn't felt something instinctively at the last moment, he would have been in a corpse now, wandering on the edge of life and death countless times, allowing him to develop such an instinct and avoiding a fatal crisis countless times.
Chu Jiang held a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and all his strength burst out. Thunder exploded under his feet, and his whole person turned into a bolt of lightning and instantly appeared on the head of the ink-armored giant. The blade of the destruction king slashed at the giant's head, and the endless blade directly tangled towards the giant's throat. At the same time, the power of the most powerful thunder and lightning attributes permeated the two spiritual weapons, and a slight aura of destruction was emitted from the air.
"boom!!"
The expected strong impact did not sound, and Chu Jiang did not even feel the slightest resistance. The ink-armored giant in front of him disintegrated and turned into boundless darkness. The attack on his hand fell directly, and the powerful force condensed suddenly had nowhere to vent, making him feel like he wanted to vomit blood.
At this time, outside the Bronze Temple, a polyhedral crystal suddenly appeared in the air. There were thousands of pictures on this crystal, each of which had a creature. These creatures were the young powerful people entering the Bronze Temple, including Chu Jiang. Of course, he did not attract many people's attention. Most of the people present were focused on the few people. They were the real pride of heaven and the king of the younger generation, such as Lan Feng from Tianzhu Mountain, Luo Hu from the boundless sea of blood, and Wuming, a mysterious young man who suddenly appeared in the wild world more than 20 years ago. These three people were super geniuses who had entered the realm of gods less than a hundred years old. They were heaven-defying existences. In comparison, no matter how dazzling the others were, they would be covered by the rays of the three people.
In the picture, Lan Feng, wearing a lilac robe, walked quietly in the depths of an ancient forest with a long sword in his hand. No one felt strange about such an ancient forest in the bronze temple, because it was the temple left by the monarch, and it must have a world of its own. The mystery of it is not something that ordinary creatures can guess.
Lan Feng looks handsome, has a mysterious black pattern on his eyebrows, and a pair of bat-like wings behind him. He belongs to the Nine Nether God Clan. He is one of the oldest races in the wilderness. He is the same origin as the Nine Nether Lord, and his bloodline is very similar. His talent is beyond the heavens. Now he has entered the realm of gods only in his thirties. Although he has personally guided him, one of the oldest powerful masters, Jiuyou Lord, but he is indeed a pervert to achieve such achievements at such an age.
Compared to Lan Feng, Luohu from the boundless sea of blood is not that good-looking. He is wearing a blood-red armor, holding a black spear, and a pair of animal horns on his head. He has an ugly face and tall figure. His body is surrounded by scarlet blood. His eyes are also red like blood. Although he is in the crystal picture, the terrifying murderous aura still makes everyone watching feel a little creepy.
At this time, Luohu was in a vast metal space deep, facing a group of metal monsters. These metal monsters obviously all reached the god level and had comprehended the mystery of sharp gold. The attack power was terrifying. In addition, the metal monsters themselves were abnormal in defense, which was very difficult to deal with. However, in front of Luohu, these powerful metal monsters were pierced by the black spear in his hand, and directly stabbed onto the divine nature, shattering the soul.
"Is it the God-killing Spear?! The legendary innate treasure that the Ancestor of the Styx once used himself was stained with so much blood from gods and demons. How could Luohu be able to control it?" Seeing the power of the black spear in Luohu's hand, a god king couldn't help but exclaim.
"Of course it cannot be the God-killing Spear. It is probably a copy made by the Ancestor of the Styx. It has a certain amount of God-killing power, but it is far behind the real God-killing Spear." Luo He, who came from the extreme day of the cold, said lightly. As the God King under the seat of the Eternal Night Monarch, he knew a lot about many God-killing kings, and naturally had a certain credibility in saying this. Everyone around him nodded immediately.
"This Luohu is really powerful. He has entered the Tao and understood the law of death. He is known as the strongest person in the younger generation. I heard that a monarch once asserted that he would become the next monarch. It seems that this statement is somewhat credible." Looking at Luohu in the picture, he burst out with powerful strength and the terrifying aura on his body, someone couldn't help but sigh.
"Although Luohu is powerful, if we talk about the strongest man in the younger generation, I am afraid it is not necessarily him. That Wuming, from his appearance to the present, has fought against many geniuses in the Heaven and Earth Museum. No one has ever been able to walk through him. No one knows what mystery he is using, and no one even knows what attributes of the Yuan energy he is practicing. His real strength is afraid he is not under Luohu." Another god king looked at one of the pictures above the crystal, and the man in the picture was hiding all over his body.
In the white robe, he was wearing an ice mask on his face, and he could only see that he had long snow-colored hair. Groups of flaming beasts around his body were roaring angrily and spitting flames at him. However, before these flames touched his body, they quickly melted and disappeared like ice and snow, as if they had never appeared. What was shocking was that the man had no energy emitted at all, and there was no mysterious aura, as if the flames had dissipated out of thin air.
This person is Wuming. Since he appeared in the wild world, his legend has been circulating everywhere. No one knows his origin, nor does anyone know his appearance and name. People just suddenly saw the word Wuming in the second place of the Tiandijian one day, and the genius who was originally the second place of the Tiandijian never appeared again.
The second place before the Tiandijian was also a famous pride of heaven. He is a descendant of the Shenxiao Monarch. As one of the oldest superior monarchs, the status and strength of the Shenxiao Monarch are second only to the Jiuyou Ancestor, the Styx Ancestor and the Demon Moon Palace. As the descendant of the Shenxiao Monarch, both talent and status cannot be underestimated. His ability to rank second in the Tiandijian is also a sign of his horror. However, he was killed quietly, and this person is Wuming.
Of course, if that's all, it can only mean that Wuming is very strong. However, after Emperor Shenxiao personally took action against Wuming, he actually let him escape. Since then, Emperor Shenxiao has not mentioned this matter at all. Wuming's reputation has been passed down from now on, becoming synonymous with mystery and power.
ps: The second update, the last time is 5,000 words a day, until the book is finished, I will finish the plot carefully, and I will also start preparing a new book. The new book will be better than this one. I hope everyone can continue to support it at that time